Famous

Chapter 7

PHOEBE'S POV

I couldn't believe him. Not Harry. Yes I should have told him that Tash had a boyfriend but seriously it didn't give him the right to say the stuff he said to me and I knew what he said was just out of anger. What got me the angriest was Ash, like what the hell was Ash playing at? How can he just sit there and let people say stuff like that about me. Were supposed to be there for each other but he just walked out like nothing had happened. I know Harry just said those things out of anger but they hurt, I might seem like a tough girl who can handle anything but I do have feelings and it's the last thing I need before performing. I don't care what his excuse was, he doesn't get to act like this.

I marched into the practice room backstage. I swear if he was playing those stupid drums I'm gonna lose it.

I threw the door open and could hear the heavy beats of his drums. He only played this loudly when he was angry. Great.

"What the hell are playing at?!" I screamed at him to get his attention. He didn't respond, he just carried on playing random beats. I walked over and stood in front of him.

"Is there something wrong with you? I'm trying to talk to you!" I yelled even louder. Ash said nothing, instead he got up and grabbed a cloth to wipe the sweat forming on his forehead.

"Nothing" He finally muttered.

"Well I'm glad you're fine but can I just ask why you walked out and left Harry to attack me?"

"Phoebs I don't want to fight with you now, not before the show." He was being strangely calm, which got me more rattled up.

"No. We are talking about it now! How can you just sit there and let him say those things about me. It hurt a lot when you just walked out. I'm your girlfriend Ash and you don't even defend me. I get he's your best mate but-"

"No you don't get it!" He cut me off.

"You never see anything from anyone else's view. Once you get something in your head that's it, there is no other way. I'm sick of it Phoebe. Harry's right. When are you going to accept that you can be wrong sometimes? And you had no right to meddle with his love life like that. He gets so insecure when it comes to stuff like this and now you go make him feel shit. Well done Phoebe!" He clapped his hands and sat back to his drums.

I couldn't believe he said that. There was no way he could be agreeing with Harry.

"You know meddling is the exact thing that got us two together but if you don't see that then I guess there's no point in trying to convince you" I lowered my voice so he knew I was serious.

"This is why I didn't want to argue with you. You overreact with everything" He shot back.

"If you won't support me with stuff like this then we have a problem" I looked straight into his eyes hoping he couldn't see that I was hurt from the things he just said. He couldn't treat me like this. He looked away down at his drums. It was my cue to go.

"I'm going to get ready for my set now." I left the room and went to find my set list.

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TASH'S POV

We headed over to the stadium with boxes and boxes full of Karen's equipment. I had no idea what half of this stuff even was. We showed the security  guards our badges that were given to us at the hotel and one of them led us around the back of a building. As we turned the corner an overwhelming sound of screaming girls behind the gate collided with my ears. After they had realised it was only us the noise died down a little. A few girls asked us to tell the boys they loved them. Wow. This was seriously what they dealt with on a daily basis. The thought of having the whole world watching me terrified me. I don't know how they did it.